Jimena – reflections – Learning from Dogs

It’s the little things that seem to stick

This is the first time in my life where a major natural disaster has happened around me, so to speak. Now some 2 days later, here are some reflections. The small stories have so much more power to affect one.

That knowing that hundreds of homes here in San Carlos and in nearby Guaymas have been flooded out doesn’t have such a powerful affect as seeing an individual’s possessions spread out in the sun.

People of all sorts and backgrounds love to spread rumours. There seems to be a human need to be the spreader of new information, even if it is far from correct. Just about anything that one wanted to know, or even more importantly needed to know, had to be very carefully sieved. Better to find out yourself because the chances are that whomsoever is saying this or that has got their facts wrong. Amazingly, some of the worst gossip was coming from people who weren’t even in the area!

That knowing that we had 28 inches of rain fall wasn’t as powerful as seeing our neighbour’s swimming pool fill up from

empty!

The electricity workers were marvellous. They came in from far and wide and worked all the daylight hours available. It made me realise that, ultimately, we don’t accord sufficient money and status to the guys who keep the electricity flowing and too much status and money to those that have jobs that would cease instantly in a world without electricity, clean water and public sewerage systems.

The small acts of generosity were powerfully touching! Charlie and Tracy had a large leg of lamb that wasn’t going to keep without a functioning freezer. So they cooked it up and invited three other couples to share it. Thanks guys!

Within hours of the rain ceasing on the 3rd (Thursday) and people started venturing out and about, either to find provisions or just to stare open-mouthed at the effect of Nature, some poor sod had his car catch fire. You really had to feel sorry for him – this was not a great time!

And on a very personal note, Jean worked with me in mopping up rain water from 2am on Wednesday 2nd (the height of the storm) and still managed to serve a beautiful hot meal of tasty baked chicken legs in the evening. She is a special lady.